Chapter 317: Chapter 317: Parting
Sheng Yueyue and her mother-in-law were sent to the hospital to have their wounds bandaged. Song Zijin and his dad stayed by their side the whole time.
Looking at his mom and wife, their heads wrapped in white gauze, Song Zijin didn’t know if he had done the right thing. ’Maybe I should divorce her.’
’But the moment I think of how Gu Jiaojiao won’t even spare me a glance, I can’t help but grit my teeth in hatred.’
’How could she treat me like that?’
’It’s all because Yueyue tricked me. Otherwise, I would have never broken up with Jiaojiao. It seems I was too easy on her this time!’
"Zijin, don’t you think you went too far? Yueyue is your wife, after all," Mr. Song said to Song Zijin, his voice laced with concern.
"Some wife she is!" Song Zijin scoffed. "I’ve wanted to divorce her for a long time. As if she’s worthy."
In his heart, Mr. Song agreed that his son had gotten a raw deal marrying Sheng Yueyue. She did nothing but cause trouble and bring unrest to their home.
However, Sheng Yueyue’s family had a powerful background. "Zijin, don’t just stand there fuming. Yueyue is in a miserable state as it is. You should discipline her with words, not immediately resort to violence."
Mr. Song continued to persuade him patiently. "She’s injured and must be in a terrible mood. Go and comfort her. By the way, what kind of research has Zijie been working on lately? I hear he’s already collaborating with the government."
"What talent does Song Zijie even have? He’s just kissing up to Su Shuochi. I heard members of the Xi and Wen families have joined as well, so of course they get to work with the government."
"Zijin? How do you know that?" Mr. Song was astonished.
"I heard it from Wen Qing the other day." Indeed, it was Wen Qing who had told him.
"If you’re so close to Wen Qing, why didn’t you marry her back then?" In his heart, Mr. Song felt that Mr. Wen was a cut above Old Sheng.
"She wasn’t willing to marry me." ’And I wouldn’t have married her anyway,’ Song Zijin wisely kept the thought to himself.
"Sigh... You should still go and comfort your wife. The Sheng and Ren families are a great help to us."
Meanwhile, at the Wen family residence—the very family the Songs had just been discussing—Mr. Wen was also in the middle of losing his temper. "Wenxuan, you’re usually so composed. Why were you so impulsive this time?"
"Dad, it’s all Xi Li’s and Xi Siya’s fault! Those two idiots! If they hadn’t tagged along and caused trouble, we wouldn’t have been thrown out!"
Wen Wenxuan pushed all the blame onto the two daughters of the Xi Family. It was the first time he had ever seen his father so furious.
"That Xi Li girl is quiet and doesn’t stir up trouble. You need to seize this opportunity. Don’t try to play both sides, or you’ll lose them both and end up with nothing."
"I get it, Dad. Things between Xi Li and me have always been fine. It was Xi Siya who insisted on sticking her nose in, causing Xi Li to misunderstand me."
Wen Wenxuan was pre-emptively making excuses to his father because, just today, Xi Li had told him in no uncertain terms that she didn’t like him!
"Well, you’ll have to figure it out yourself. The Xi family’s daughters are doted on. Marrying either one of them would be a great help to your career."
"Thank you for your guidance, Dad. I will take your words to heart." There was a reason Wen Wenxuan was the favorite at home: he was a very smooth talker.
"Don’t go making trouble at that site again. It’s not something we can afford to challenge. You think I don’t want a piece of the pie for myself?"
Wen Wenxuan fell silent, his jealousy flaring even hotter.
"Dad, even the eldest son of the Xi Family got in. You should have arranged for me to secure a Steward position there, too."
"Ah, let’s drop it. At the time, I didn’t think they would amount to much, and you were already swamped with your own work."
"It’s probably for the best you weren’t involved. Just focus on your political career. With your big brother to back you up, you might even climb to a higher position than I ever did."
"Dad? Second Brother? What are you talking about?" Wen Qing asked as she came downstairs. The swelling on her face from her fight with Sheng Yueyue a few days ago had only just subsided.
When Mr. Wen saw his darling daughter coming downstairs, his stern face filled with a broad smile. "There’s my darling daughter."
"Daaad~ You still haven’t told me what you and Second Brother were talking about."
"I was telling your second brother about his standards for choosing a wife. And since you’re here, let me tell you about the standards for choosing a son-in-law."
"Daaad~ I’m still young! I haven’t even graduated from college yet," Wen Qing said coaxingly, tugging on her father’s arm.
"Qing’er, that’s the right attitude. You’re studying at Imperial University, a place filled with countless talented young men."
"You should be setting your sights on the upperclassmen at your university, not picking someone from a small place like Qing City."
"I used to have high hopes for the Xi family’s eldest son, but you two just didn’t have any chemistry."
"Xi Guodong always acts so high and mighty, like he’s the center of the universe. I don’t like him at all."
"Fine, fine. If my darling daughter doesn’t like him, we’ll forget about it. But that doesn’t mean you should set your sights on Su Shuochi."
"Daaad~ But you’re the one who said he’s so impressive!" Wen Qing whined, shaking her father’s arm again.
"He is very impressive, that’s true, but he’s already married. So you must not, under any circumstances, try to interfere in their marriage."
"In any relationship, the woman is usually the one who gets hurt more easily. This stems from how women approach relationships—with too much seriousness."
"I’m not saying being serious is bad, but you have to adapt to the situation. Don’t let him figure out what you’re thinking too quickly."
"And above all, don’t let a man see right through you too fast. That’s the only way to make a relationship last."
"Perhaps you’re thinking that relationships shouldn’t have so many games, that all you need is a sincere heart."
"But if you want to be the one who wins in the end, you need a certain degree of skill."
"It has nothing to do with sincerity. It’s just a game of push-and-pull that brings two hearts closer."
"When you’re dealing with love, a girl has to keep a clear head. You can’t just throw all caution to the wind the moment you fall for someone."
"If you lose your ability to judge, you’ll only get hurt. When it comes to romance, a girl needs to remember one simple rule: go slow."
Wen Qing was momentarily speechless. ’This is how I always treat guys... I just string them along. So that’s the correct way to handle romance after all!’
"Qing’er, Dad really hit the nail on the head. We see scenes like this in TV shows all the time."
"A woman shows off one of her talents, and the man asks her gleefully, ’How many more wonderful surprises are you hiding from me?’"
"And just like that, the male lead falls for her, haha..."
"Your second brother is right. Whether it’s in a TV show or in real life, what you need to understand is this:"
"Men love mystery and they love surprises. If you show him all your cards right from the start, he’ll naturally lose interest."
"So, Qing’er, you have to learn to reveal yourself bit by bit. Don’t let him figure you out all at once."
"You can show him a little bit today, and a different side of you tomorrow. Always maintain an air of mystery. That’s what will make him unable to get you off his mind."
If a third person had been present, they would have had to admire the high emotional intelligence of the Wen father and son. It was hard to imagine them not succeeding in life.
After listening to her father and second brother, Wen Qing began to regret coming on so strong with Su Shuochi.
’If only I had strung Su Shuochi along like I did with those male classmates, wouldn’t he have been much more interested in me?’
The man on her mind, Su Shuochi, was currently busy packing his luggage. The food his mother had prepared alone filled a large canvas bag.
After loading the packed luggage into the back seat of the car, he said, "Mom, Dad, take care of yourselves. We’ll be heading out directly from the new house tomorrow morning."
"Your father and I will come over tomorrow morning to see you off," Su’s mother offered.
